He hurried through several alleys and streets, and at length turned into one, lighted only by a single lamp at the farther end.

At the door of a house in this street, he knocked; having exchanged a few muttered words with the person who opened it, he walked upstairs.
A dog growled as he touched the handle of a room-door; and a man's voice demanded who was there.
'Only me, Bill; only me, my dear,' said the Jew looking in.
'Bring in your body then,' said Sikes.

'Lie down, you stupid brute! Don't you know the devil when he's got a great-coat on ?' Apparently, the dog had been somewhat deceived by Mr.Fagin's outer garment; for as the Jew unbuttoned it, and threw it over the back of a chair, he retired to the corner from which he had risen: wagging his tail as he went, to show that he was as well satisfied as it was in his nature to be.
'Well!' said Sikes.
'Well, my dear,' replied the Jew.--'Ah! Nancy.' The latter recognition was uttered with just enough of embarrassment to imply a doubt of its reception; for Mr.Fagin and his young friend had not met, since she had interfered in behalf of Oliver.

All doubts upon the subject, if he had any, were speedily removed by the young lady's behaviour.

She took her feet off the fender, pushed back her chair, and bade Fagin draw up his, without saying more about it: for it was a cold night, and no mistake.
'It is cold, Nancy dear,' said the Jew, as he warmed his skinny hands over the fire.